Recently had this crazy idea pop into my head about getting a dog. I saw a sweet dog named "Ray" a Labrador mix and rescue. He shakes hands and is good with cats. Cats!! Oh my!! It could be a perfect match. He's short, I'm short. He's well behaved and...yeah.
I fleetingly mention to my girlfriend today about this sweet doggie. We couldn't. Could we? Hubby and I have the felines at home and already feel guilt if we even go away to the store for some bread...or a weekend camping. My girlfriend and I live pretty close to each other. She's in the tsunami zone near the beach and I, just beyond that. We don't see each other as much as we'd like, but that's okay.
She had this idea of making it happen. Getting the dog. Her idea was to share.
So here is our text convo. We will call my friend Stella as that is one of her aliases.
Stella: We could co-parent
Me: Do I get him on weekends, just when I feel like it, or for morning walks? You can take him the rest of the time or her.
Stella: Yes.
Stella: Her.
Stella: I'll wash
Me: May I choose the hairstyle of our co-parenting doggy daughter? I'll let you choose the middle name.
Stella: Yes! you can pick the name!
Me: Will she be raised Montessori or...?
Stella: She will mind!
Me: Well, for sure she's will.
Me: Who would get her on birthdays? What about Christmas?
Me: What if we both travel together? Who's going to watch her then?
Stella: Beverly
Me: Long as she doesn't talk too loud to her.
Stella: Or cut her hair.
Me: Exactly
Me: No cheap food. And I'm not cooking for her like my brother does for his Merle Cockers.
Stella: You can buy food at the base!
Me: Oh, so I have to do all of the shopping. I see how this is working.
Me: Our baby would be "a good spoil."
Stella: Yep!
(pix of grilled food here)
Me: Yumm!
Stella: For our doggie
Me: Oh..Lol!!
Me: I prefer a short hair, what about you? No fu fu or anything like that...a rescue, right?
Stella: We will know when she smiles at us.
Me: No ankle biter though, right? Are we the type of people that let strangers pet her?
At this point...I share with my husband, who looked at me like I was nuts.
Me: What about if one of us moves to New Mexico or Hawaii? Then what?
Stella: Are you moving?!
Me: Nooooooo!!
Stella: Then we'd give it to Kat and Greg.
Me: But will they raise her Montessori...or...?
Me: Is she good with animals? How was her childhood?
Stella: Yes! She loves dogs!
The car pool lane. The HOV lane. I had to ask what that acronym meant when we moved back to the States a while back.
We really try to avoid those types of freeways, ya know the ones with car pool lanes, high occupancy vehicles lanes, etc. Unfortunately, where we currently live, to visit my family in San Diego and Temecula (L.A. gets in the way), it's inevitable. To visit my other siblings we can take a more peaceful route.
We recently went to the desert to see some very fascinating (new to us) topography. Again, it required a section of carpool options. We did jump in a few times since we had the minimum requirement.
Sometimes if felt like a whole other world. A super speed vortex and I may not be able to keep up.
Car pool: Two or more and drive peacefully in lane. Gets in and out at the appropriate entry/ exit points.
Car fool: Speeds like there's no tomorrow. Rides your bumper...ouch.
Car pool: 2 adults and 3 dogs, ride peacefully at 7 to 10 over speed limit.
Car Fool: One person in the car. I've seen this!! Risks about a $300 fine and okay with that. Not a rule follower.
Car Pool: Parents taking their kids to a soccer match
Stay safe out there.
So our beautiful neighbor friends had to go out of town recently. We often watch each others abodes, although we already have a neighborhood watch sign (see the signs)...and no we are not in the hood, well not really.
They are a sweet young couple and very down to earth and such. Just like us, I'm thinkin'. I know this because they have the same solar lights as us.
So day 1 and 2 go by. All is great in our neighborhood. I'm the protective type so I think, let's make it look like somebody is home.
Day 3. Place eco friendly and reusable red solo cup on porch. This could be hubby working on a project and he just left there. This happens to people.
Day 4. Yep, cup stays.
Day 5. Decide that it looks a little dark in front of their house. I ask my hubby and he say's "it's fine." He's practical like that. I think it might be right to put up a solar light. Can't hurt, right? We have a spotlight and my beautiful husband obliges...does a tactical Seabee/ Seal team move and places it at their house and points it at a rock. Done! I then look down the street to see and well, I can't see a difference. So I kindly ask him if he'd move it and add an additional light. He is so sweet and is going with me on this..although I know his eyes were rolling when he walked out the door. Perfect. He put them so they have a lighted path when they get home (and hopefully a little laugh). My strategy here is that change has occured and home security tactics in place.
Day 6. At the risk of going overboard, we place a small garden flag (removable) on their lawn. It's red in color and has a big O for some college team.
Day 7. Place small garage sign and move nice big blue truck out front so people can see it.
Most of this is not true and some of it might be false. Go Buckeyes!!
